Abscond

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    If I scale the castle wall, will that do?
    Win your affection if I fall, call truce
    We boys like bells, like gongs that put the town into a song

    Get used to the wrongs I'm gonna do for you
    Get used to the wrong I'm gonna do to you when you ask

    Your move
    Won't you come down from your chambers and speak?
    Nightgown and candle down the staircase to me
    We boys like birds, our tongues and words the guards have never heard

    Get used to the wrongs I'm gonna do for you
    Get used to the wrong I'm gonna do to you when you ask

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    Horseback in the middle of the night
    I know a route out we could be far enough by daylight
    Pack quickly, be discreet beneath the night sky
    Sweet veil of our relief, we're gone
    You're the ire of your father but the other half of me

    Would I define young love in a rhyme, would that suit?
    We could abscond, be gone, on our way
    We boys like bells, like gongs that put the town into a song

    Get used to the wrongs I'm gonna do for you
    Get used to the wrong I'm gonna do to you when you ask

    Your move
    Won't you come down from your chambers and speak?
    Nightgown and candle down the staircase to me
    We boys like birds, our tongues, and words, the guards have never heard

    Get used to the wrongs I'm gonna do for you
    Get used to the wrong I'm gonna do to you when you ask

    Do you have everything?

    Horseback in the middle of the night
    I know a route out, we could be far enough by daylight
    Pack quickly, be discreet beneath the night sky
    Sweet veil of our relief, we're gone
    You're the ire of your father but the other half of me
    Horseback in the middle of the night
    You're the ire of your father but the other half of me
    I know a route out, we could be far enough by daylight
    You're the ire of your father but the other half of me
    Pack quickly, be discreet beneath the night sky
    You're the ire of your father but the other half of me
    Sweet veil of our relief, we're gone, gone, gone
    You're the ire of your father but the other half of me

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    Composición: Will Wiesenfeld

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